"Is something the matter?" Xiao Yi frowned as he looked toward Zhou Yueyao, who was rushing over.
Zhou Yueyao took out a Qiankun Bag.
"This is the spoils of war from the last beast tide in Nine River County."
"By the order of my master, I have specially brought it to you."
Xiao Yi didn't accept it and said, "No effort, no reward."
"The demon beasts that I myself killed last time."
"I have already received the spoils of war."
"The rest were all killed by the Martial Artists of Nine River County."
"No need to give them to me."
Zhou Yueyao's face fell.
"My master's order, I dare not disobey."
"Are you still holding a grudge about last time?"
"Not at all," Xiao Yi shook his head.
Ye Ming, who was beside him, smiled and said, "Take it back."
"Brother Yi is a Martial Artist with great awareness of righteousness."
"He won't bother over minor grievances with a young girl like you."
In Ye Ming's eyes, Yi Xiao was a Martial Artist with great awareness of righteousness.
